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SONGS OF THE SOUL



FOR THEE AND THINE

I love to seekWhat’s mine.I think, I act—I work with tactTo gain what’s mine.
I pass by th’ riverIn joyous quiverTo soothe this mind of mine.I smell the flowersTo cheer the hours,—I love to have what’s mine.
I sip the gold sunshineTo warm this flesh of mine.I drink the fresh and flowing air,For me I lift my prayer,I try to rakeThe world to takeAll things for me and mine.—

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